Life of Insanity

You curl up on the bed, shaking with fear. You hear a voice, it has a whispy, far-away sound. It says: "The weak are not meant to survive....." With those words, two demon-type monsters appear at the end of the bed. You are so scared you are unable to even give a small shriek. The monsters are each hairy, and each have two heads that resemble the heads of babies. "We must rid of the weak..." one whispers. The creature then lunges at you, the other creature following. They jump onto you and slash your chest and neck with their claws. Blood begins to pour down your body. Tears begin to pour down your face. Your very last words were, "I'm sorry...."